Monday, 14 July 2014

moon II

1 comment:

xtina said...

Where could evening wandering be so fine?
Here along Po-Ko shores, the moon bright

mountain light trembles on drifted snow,
and gibbon shadow hangs from cold branches.

Only when this exquisite light dies away,
only then I turn my oars and start back.

When I came, it was such bright clear joy.
Now, it's all these thoughts of you again.

("On autumn river, along Po-Ko shores" του Λι Πο,γυρισμένο στα αγγλικά απο τον David Hinton)